the family

I have not wrote in a while. It has been a rough month for me. Definitely, this last week. On Saturday, October 25th was my mom's anniversary of her death. I can't believe it has been 7 years already. It is a moment etched in my memory. Every detail of that night, it was a Thursday night 7 o'clock was the time. It happened the way she wanted it at home with my brother and I. I look back and realize what a gift from God to be able to be with her in the last moments of her life. She was able to look at the 2 people she loved most in her life and David and I. We were able to say good-bye. She knew she was going to be with God and she had peace in her heart. Something I admire about my mom is that during all the pain and knowing she was going to die. It didn't end up being WHY ME? It was always SWEET JESUS she would say in the times of fear and pain. My mom left being a great example of putting your trust in Jesus. I miss her so much. I accept and am grateful she is with God. But I do have many times of sadness. Just because of the things she is not here to experience with us. My 3 beautiful children, whom she would have loved and spoiled the heck out of. She would have been the best Grandma. I wish they could have known what a wonderful and fun mom I had. She missed her son's wedding. She would have loved Suzanne, she would have been so proud of David for the man he is and the great husband he has become. I miss our home we grew up in, in Selma. It's odd but I still remember the sounds of our home. The sound the garage door made when it was closed. The sound the frogs made at night in their pond. The bathroom door, how it would rub on the wood floor and the front door would rub the carpet, too. I even miss the way she would always get up early and wash the dishes loudly. I miss her voice calling me. Surprising enough, I even miss our arguments. My mom was that one person whom I could get in an argument, but know without a doubt. She still loved me. It was pure unconditional love. My mom was that person for me. God had a plan and it's bigger than me. He comforts me with his reassurance that His word is true. My mom is with Him and someday I will be, too. I will see her again.